“In India, I found a race of mortals living upon the Earth, but not adhering to it, inhabiting cities, but not being fixed to them, possessing everything, but possessed by nothing” ~ Apollonius Tyanaeus quotes (Neo-Pythagorean)
Traveling to India is always trying; the flight is long, the layovers in New Delhi go from hours to eons when landing at zero dark thirty, and finally the excitement you feel can exhaust your mind as well. This may be my third trip to India, but there is something about this country that I find new and exciting each time I come and this time wasn’t any different than the last two.
Currently I am residing at XLRI (Xavier Labour Relations Institute) for my 2nd semester of my Global MBA. XLRI is actually based in the Indian state of Jharkand and in the city of Jamshedpur. It is a small city – population of around 1-1.3 million people – and the university is a self sustaining place. After traveling over 24 hours to reach Jamshedpur, needless to say my first couple of days here were a blur. The accommodations are extremely nice (our building has just been built), the food is delicious, and the classes are already running me ragged with all the reading and getting my ear attune to the different accents all over again!
As always, my first impressions of India are colorful. The country is always so vibrant and you can see it plainly in the riotous colors they have for their different textiles, especially for the women.
My other guilty pleasure is enjoying some of the signage, in terms of traffic laws and the like. Let’s just say that driving in India should be considered an Olympic sport. Between the horns honking, the cows meandering through the streets, the mopeds, rickshaws, auto rickshaws, autos, buses, work trucks…etcetera, it’s sheer anarchy on the roads at all times of the day. The signs are just icing on the cake. Especially ones like this one:
I guess what makes it funny to me is that no one even pays the slightest bit of attention to it, and it’s at a 3-way intersection on the left hand side of the road – where no one really bothers to look at it. Traffic is a very interesting thing in India there are written rules, and unwritten rules; and the unwritten rules seem to be King – from what I’ve seen. It works though, it definitely works.
I’m sure there are going to be many more tidbits that will come up, but in my next post I will walk through my first trip away from campus all the way to the Bay of Bengal!